In a World of My Own

Alice In Wonderland...twisted.

In a world of my own,

time would be deceiving,

something that takes away from living,

every breath is another leaving.

 

In a world of my own,

the voices are for comfort,

not the heart, but the mind is a safety port,

many things are out of sort.

 

In a world of my own,

black replaces gold,

the silver is stained crimson,

pain does help the hurting,

and the marks do question nothing.

Author's Note

Possibly to be continued...

Reviews

[Brandon]

Great flow and all together well done.

[Rya May]

powerful and interesting. I like it! It flows really well.
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